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I don't care.

The drilling has been non -stop.

Well, it's affecting sales, so it is my
business.

No.

No.

Something ain't right.

How long does it take to put in cable
internet?

Oh, you've been saying that all week.

I just had a conversation with my
lawyer.

You keep this up, and heads will roll.

Understand me?

Good.

Don't we agree not to use emojis in the
outline?

They're so toned.

You know I don't get paid by the comma.
Because we're not sentenced and so just

so charming and rebellious.

Comma, slow down the read.

But whatever. Honestly, I think it's
ready.

Okay. I can't look at it anymore.

Now, rest in peace, Nash.

I hope we did you justice.

Ship it.

I tell you, the publishers.

They better love this.

It's been years since I pulled an all
-nighter. I do my best work at night.

Oh, I believe that.

All right, now that we are done with
this, I guess I am going to have to go

the town council meeting this evening.

Oh, that sounds charming in a children
-of -the -corn kind of way.

It's boring as hell.

But I am the outgoing honorary mayor,
and it is tradition that I pass the

Except in Founders Cove, it's a golden
rake.

What? It's a clamming thing. What's
next? A seaweed sash and an oyster

-huh.

Why have you been skipping calls this
week?

Well, it's just telemarketers.

Nothing.

You know, maybe I will tag along to this
town meeting thing.

Okay, go on for an hour. Trust me,
you're going to be bored out of your

Something tells me they're going to have
a lot to talk about.

Local car dealer, Burt McCarron.

I bought my SUV from him.

Found dead in his backyard.

It appears he died when an electronic
insect killer fell into his outdoor spa.

His body was then... Was then moved and
posed nearby. It's your first book,

Allie. It's exactly how Edgar died. It
doesn't say how he was posed.

Okay. You know what? The police need to
know this.

Okay. You've reached the Founders Cove
crime hotline. You are the 18th caller.

You know what, it's going to be much
faster if we just drive there.

Damn it, my SUV is in the shop.

I can drive it. They're supposed to meet
Noah for coffee anyway.

So, coffee with Noah, huh?

Yep.

I'm surprised.

Why?

Seriously.

It's all them.

She just needs a second.

Is it a new thing?

No, she always does it.

No. I meant no.

Uh, yeah, I guess.

Well, it's just you and Oliver being...
You helped me out for the wedding when I

interrupted you and... In bed.

And now Noah?

We're just friends, okay? Take a deep
breath.

And Oliver?

Have you ever heard of boundaries?

Okay, it's great that the cable company
is upgrading the internet, but taking

forever, forever?

You've only been here a month.

Really?

Seems longer.

Hey, Ms. Chandler. Hey.

Give me five minutes. Yeah, no problem.
Jack, we need to talk about Bert

McCarron. Okay. He was electrocuted in a
hot tub and then pulled from the tub

and posed on the ground. You read the
story.

I wrote the story.

That's how the victim in my first Selina
St. Cloud novel got killed.

That's a coincidence.

There were four stones placed on the
body, weren't there?

How do you know that?

Plato's four cardinal virtues. The
killer in my first novel placed four

basalt river stones on his victim's body
because the stones were purified by the

rush of water.

It was my symbolic period.

I see.

So, is this like one of those copycat
things?

Well, let's not get ahead of ourselves.
We're still looking at leads. But if

this is related to one of your books,
then I need to know, have you had any

problems with anyone lately?

Anyone besides you?

Good one. Not like any threads, any
fans.

No.

You're sure?

Completely sure.

Cross my heart. Oh.

Well, in that case, you think of
anything, you let me know.

Oh, also, that name you gave me.

Andy the mom? Yeah. So I called in a
favor with a friend from the FBI. I

heard back, but I'll let you know.

Sorry, Noah. He's going to have to take
a rain check.

Come on. We're going.

Blake! Blake! Blake!

Paige and Uncle Fester.

Norman is the president of the Selena
St. Cloud.

Gang club.

Wait. We're meeting with one of your
fans?

If there is a crazy person who plans to
become Founders Guild's first copycat

killer, Norman will know who it is.

How well do you know this person?

They won a contest a few years ago. I
picked him up. I took him to coffee.

He stole the hairbrush out of my purse,
which was a little strange.

Actually, he just took the hair, but
he's a really sweet guy. You'll see.

Alison Chandler. Hi, Norman.

This is Andy, my new... whatever.

We need your help.

Anything you need, please.

Please, come in.

I love what you've done with the place,
Norman.

You're too kind.

How do you take your tea?

Do not eat or drink anything. You are
being paranoid.

Look at that bottle of arsenic. I'm
pretty sure it's real.

Milk and sugar.

Your wish is my command.

Is that?

Selena St. Cloud's signature trench coat
from Hemlock and Heartache. Actually,

it's my trench coat.

Norman won it at a charity auction.

Technically, he stole it from a charity
auction.

Totally normal.

Poisonberry tea for my lovely guest.

Thank you.

And try their murder morsels.

They're Bates' family recipe.

I'm sorry, did you say Bates? Your name
is Norman Bates? B -A -I -G -H -T -S.

My mother had a wicked sense of humor.

Is he down in the fruit cellar?

I'm so sorry. She has no manners.

So, back to the murder.

That car salesman, yeah. I bought a car
from him a few years ago.

I think he ripped me off.

Oh, he rips everyone off. Whoever killed
him would have to have an insatiable

attention to detail to copy the murder
from your book right down to the four

stones of cardinal virtue.

Which reminds me, I have to show you
something.

Ta -da!

I only turn on when I have company.

Can you think of anyone who might have
wanted to... A few people come to mind.

I'll make you a list.

And it goes without saying, if you'd
like to lay low, you could always stay

here.

Okay, I recognize some of the names on
this list. Grayson Doyle, he sends the

strangest Christmas cards.

Are you blind?

It's clearly Norman.

The bug zapper? The bowl of polished
stone?

I mean, don't you think it's a little
coincidental, given what happened to

McCarron? It is the signature killing
method from my first novel. Frankly, I'd

be a little offended if he didn't have
the bug zapper or the bowl of rocks. He

bought his car from McCarron Motors.

And he said that Bert ripped him off.

Trust me, Norman wouldn't do anything to
hurt the Selena St. Cloud franchise.

The guy adores me.

Oh, yeah. He adores you so much he wants
to wear your skin. I did a background

check before I met him. He's just...

A little eccentric.

Oh, we're going to be late for the town
meeting.

Come on, let's go.

All right, everyone.

Before we start our council meeting, I
have the great privilege of overseeing

the transfer of power. Tonight, we will
be welcoming our newly elected honorary

mayor and local meteorologist on Channel
49, Miss Connie Newsome.

As per town bylaws, the ceremony is not
complete without the passing of the

Golden Rake from our outgoing honorary
mayor, Allison Chandler.

Thank you, Martin, our longtime town
council chair.

It was a close election, and I know I
have big shoes to fill. Size 11, right,

Allison? Thank you to all of you, and
here's to a future filled with sunny

skies.

You didn't tell me that there was an
election, and you lost to the weather

flood. It was rigged. Now, everyone,
before we continue, please bow your

for a moment of silence and remember our
friend Bert McCarron, as well as our

friend Nash Gilbert, Alison Chandler's
mentor.

Oh, and Brandon Hayes. He wasn't from
here. He was just visiting, but he was

murdered here also at Alison Chandler's
house.

Thank you, everyone.

On to town business.

Now, look, as most of you know, we've
been in an economic downturn, and C

Bank, of all places, is going to be
moving its branch to a newer facility.

Isn't that the guy from Mistress Images?
Martin Adams, whose grandfather started

Founders Chowder in, like, the 40s, used
to be a real hot spot.

And Martin took it over a couple years
ago. Poured every penny he had into it.

Planning for the future, your town
council has pushed for an aggressive

modernization of town infrastructure,
starting with state -of -the -art fiber

optic internet.

Martin, you don't have a packed house
here tonight because of the dang

Who's that?

Tammy B. Stain, real local buzzkill. The
cats?

They're the real brains behind the
operation.

Speak for yourself, Tammy. Jennings
Creek installed fiber optics in less

two weeks.

It's been going on for over a month
here. It's killing business at my

I have spoken personally with Whitley
Cable, and Carl tells me that his

crew can get this done within the week.
Carl? My crew's working around the clock

to get the job done, Mr. Adams.

What everyone here wants to know is what
you're planning to do about the recent

murders in Founders Code.

Our local law enforcement is doing
everything in its power to track down

responsible. No.

It's great that some of you are making
more money because we are becoming the

murder capital of New England. But the
person who stands to benefit the most is

Alison Chandler. And frankly, she should
be ashamed of herself.

Sales of Selena St. Cloud novels have
tripled. And this latest murder?

Ripped from the pages of her books.

It's not her fault.

Can we get back to the cable issue,
please?

Okay. If it's not her fault, then whose
fault is it?

You want to tell me who that guy is?

He is no one.

Okay, settle down, people. Okay, listen,
look.

Police are investigating the death from
this morning, all right? At this moment,

we have no reason to suspect an ongoing
threat.

But, of course, if you see something,
please call us, okay?

We need to talk.

I've been calling you all week. You
haven't picked up. Why are you so angry

me? Oh, please, Allie.

Stupid doesn't become you.

Who gave you all the ideas for those
books?

The Poison Ring and Hemlock and
Heartache? The Candlestick and Passion

Ashes? Me.

Didn't you say what I did was beneath
you? I was there for you, and you know

We're not done.

No prints so far, Jack. Place is clean.

I'm not surprised.

Love music and homicide.

Title of your second book, if I'm not
mistaken.

Melody Chopra would normally start her
days at the bakery at 5 a .m. Today, she

was a no -go because one forced trauma
to the head. Just like my book.

Just like your book.

Chopin's Nocturne in C -sharp minor.

Mm -hmm. Wait, wasn't Norman playing
this?

Who's Norman?

Dominic Quainton.

Norman's her obsessed fan.

And I thought you didn't have any
obsessed fans.

He's not obsessed. He's just
enthusiastic.

Norman was playing this piece of music
when we were at his house.

We went to his house. Could you just
stop talking?

Time out. Is this Norman's? Everybody,
just for one second. Let me think.

The metronome.

You turned it off when we got here, but
it was too fast.

Too fast for what?

Chopin's Nocturne in C -sharp minor.

The tempo is lento.

Excuse me. Ten years of piano lessons.
If Melody was playing with the metronome

at this tempo, she wasn't playing this
piece of music.

Maybe the killer changed the tempo.

Or maybe the killer planted the sheet
music to make it look like the murder

from Ali's book.

To my biggest fan, Norman.

All the best, Alison Chandler.

This is exactly how I pictured the
interrogation room.

Remember when Selena was questioned for
the murder of Colette Vandelay when she

was wrongly accused of Colette's murder
and love music and homicide?

Mr. Bates, where were you last night
around 9 p .m.? It is where the hardened

detective pokes holes in the poor
suspect's storytelling and finally

consensus. This is serious.

We found your signed sheet music at the
crime scene.

Chopin's Nocturne.

Nocturne in C sharp minor? Oh, yes. Yes,
from chapter three and book two, of

course. Yes, it's my favorite.

And you were playing that when Miss
Chandler came to visit you.

I played all the time.

You had an altercation with a Burt
McCarron at his dealership? I did. I

a St. Cloud's Soiree in Burlington and
installed a fog machine in my trunk.

McCarron said it invalidated my
warranty.

But it was absolutely worth it.

We also found your fingerprints on the
stones that were placed on Mr.

body.

Well, that's interesting, isn't it?

Where were you last night and the night
before?

You're going to book me?

Then it's true. I have no alibi.

I did it to take me away. Mr. Bates. I
have only one request.

What's that?

I want to call my lawyer.

Conrad Tittle.

That's the lawyer from the Sweeney St.
Cloud Mysteries, isn't it?

He never loses a case.

Okay.

Can we now please agree that there is
plenty of hard evidence?

Norman, it's a little delusional.

He wouldn't hurt a fly.

Okay. Sell me. Okay.

he's enjoying this way too much he's not
showing any signs of stress or guilt

and he was surprised when jack mentioned
the sheet music and the fingerprints on

the stone he clearly has no idea how
they got there take me away throw the

at me lest i strike again the evidence
against norman is solid but

he confessed so i have to take that
seriously unless You think that that

gentleman you were talking to last night
after the meeting is someone I should

be worried about instead?

Don't be worried.

All right.

Well, I hate to break up the party yet
again, but we've got to go.

I hear and I obey.

I wish.

Where are they headed?

They didn't say.

So where are we going?

Back to Norman's house.

What the hell for?

Evidence that he didn't kill anyone.

Oh.

Hey, the flashlight, by the way. Did you
get that in the happy meal? Oh, no, it

works, doesn't it?

This is breaking, and then I'm like...
Grow a pair.

See?

It was open.

What exactly are we looking for in here,
anyway?

I don't know. Clues. Isn't that what we
do? Everything in this house is a clue.

Well, then you can wait in the car. No!

Classic murder mystery coupon number
one. The first one to wander off is

the first one to get killed.

Look at that.

Noah?

Before you get mad, Jack made me follow
you. How did you get inside?

Mr. Bates gave me the key.

He seemed pretty excited to have me poke
around.

Well, you should see this.

Oh.

Looks like someone broke in.

I bet Norman didn't even know that.

Well, I told Norman someone broke into
his house.

Which means that... They could have
stolen the rocks and the sheet music and

planted them at the crime scene. Did
Norman finally admit that he didn't kill

Melody or Bert?

Well, not at first, until I pointed out
that he was taking time away from your

writing and he gave us an alibi just
like that.

Okay, I'm going to go get a candy bar.

You want anything?

I'm good.

Good. Okay.

How about a coffee?

High test?

Police grade?

Why not?

I know this is crazy, but I can't help
thinking that these murders are my

Look, there's a lot of bad actors out
there, and nothing you can do changes

that.

But don't forget what you do is
important.

Your work makes people happy.

That's what matters.

So, what'd I miss?

Confirmed that the grocery store robber
on Hennestead Avenue.

They remember seeing Norman at the time
of Chopra's murder.

Yeah, all right.

Cut him loose, let him go.

Noah, make sure he leaves.

Yeah. Okay, so if it's not Norman, who's
the prime suspect?

I don't know, but whoever it is, they're
following the order of Ali's book.

Killer, copy the murders, and the first
two. What's the third one? Whiskers in

the dark.

The cat lady gets whacked.

And that character was based on Tammy
Bustain.

She was at the town meeting last night.

Chandler wrote the murders. The killer
just followed the script.

Oh, and this one.

Plot twist. The real killer might be
holding the pen.

Can you believe what they're writing
about me? Can you please help me go

book number three? There's got to be a
clue in here somewhere.

No, I don't read my work.

Huh? Once I send the manuscript, I just
move on.

Make an exception.

Noah, run the move. We're going to stake
out at the cat lady's house. Sounds

exciting.

Are you serious?

You got any better leads?

No, not since we cleared Norman. I got
nothing.

Andy was right.

Nothing about this case makes any sense.
Speaking of Andy, you two are kind of

chummy. I was going to say the same
thing about you and Allie.

I totally forgot that Selena had a one
-night stand with the local sheriff.

Well done, Selena.

Uh, Allie. Mm -hmm? Did you forget that
there's an attempt on Selena St. Cloud's

life halfway through this novel?

Oh, yeah.

Right, the V &A, right? Yeah.

A masked assailant breaks into her home.

Okay, so?

So? Isn't Selena St. Cloud based on you?

Oh.

Okay, so not happy right now. Um, let me
get my flashlight.

Flashlight? We need a real flashlight.
Where's my phone?

Oh, did you just see that? No.

I'm calling 911.

You go find weapons. Weapons? Like what?
A dictionary?

God, the cell tower must be down.

That came from downstairs.

We should just lock ourselves in the
bathroom instead.

You might as well save time and just
jump in the wood chipper.

Here.

Oh, I got him! I got him! He hit me in
the mouth!

Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop!
Please, please!

Peter?

What the hell are you doing here? I told
you.

We're not done.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. You two knew each
other?

Oh,

Norman. What the hell?

I saw the scoundrel creeping through the
bushes.

What were you doing in my bushes?

I was worried about you.

Rewind. How do you two know each other?

He's my ex -husband.

One of them.

I wasn't going to hurt anyone, all
right? And she owes me money. That is so

true. I just went back to grab a few
personal belongings.

Like what? Like my wine collection and
my snowblower. Oh, I paid for that

snowblower. All right.

All I need to know is, do you plan on
pressing charges?

Okay, if she won't, then I will.

He broke into her house.

Great timing, but I'll need you to come
downtown to take your statements.

Fine. Okay.

Go ahead.

I'm okay, everyone.

Thanks for asking.

I told you, Allie wouldn't pay me what
I'm owed, so I did what I had to do.

You've been divorced for over a decade.
She still pays you alimony.

That's right.

You've been arrested before, right?

Harassment, trespassing, threat.

That car you purchased at McCarran
Motors was recently repossessed. Is that

right? Yeah.

I tried to work something out.

McCarran wouldn't listen.

Plus you've had run -ins with Melody
Chopra at town council meetings.

I get it.

This has nothing to do with breaking
tallies.

You think I had something to do with
those two murders?

Run -ins for both victims. The killer
clearly wants to implicate Allie

through her novels.

Where were you Sunday night?

Where were you Monday night?

They stayed in.

Both nights.

Anyone corroborate?

Nope.

Why don't I contact your lawyer, Mr. Old
Whistle? I can't afford a lawyer. Allie

left me high and dry.

She smiles like Sunday and stings like
Monday. I pity the next man that gets

tangled in her web.

It's a witness statement, not a book.

Just write what you saw. My dear friend,
I have 10, 14 Selena St. Cloud fanfic

novels. Not only does this have to be
perfect, but it has to sing.

So we've got enough to hold them I know
it looks bad, but Peter has never been

physically violent altercations with
both the victims no alibi at the time of

the murders plus Clearly has a problem
with you What if the connections to the

books is all a cover?

Maybe the victims are related somehow no
I ran a background check on both of

them no connections So Peter

please don't It's been a long night, and
the only sound that I want to hear is

ice hitting a tall glass of bourbon.

Okay. But why do you put up with this
bullshit?

Peter was this incredible playwright,
and I was the suddenly single mom of a

teenage boy.

My novels hadn't hit it yet, and Peter
always dreamed of moving to New York

City, the theater scene.

And then I hit it big.

And instead of being happy for me, he
just became resentful.

It just took me years to build up the
courage to leave him.

I just feel bad that he sacrificed his
success for me.

But you know that that's not true,
right?

The funny thing is, the dummy doesn't
even realize I could have stopped paying

alimony a year after the divorce. But I
kept paying.

Why?

I don't know.

Guilt?

Listen to me, Allie.

It's time to kick this loser to the
curb.

Oh, I'm gonna take relationship advice
from you.

For whatever reason, this asshole still
has power over you.

And he's gonna have it until you put
your foot down.

Your success didn't deprive him of
anything.

I need you to know that.

My car's gonna be ready in two hours,
and I'm going to go grab some breakfast.

See you later.

And, Allie...

Not that it's any of your business, but
Oliver and I tackled.

He's in New York and I'm here, so it's
no big deal.

I need a ride back to my car.

It's near Miss Chandler's house.

Come on.

If it isn't the great Alison Chandler.

Hey there, Martin.

You know, I don't see you at my
restaurant anymore.

I've just been very busy.

I'll make sure to stop by. Well, yeah,
that's what everyone says.

You know, Alison, I still remember when
this place was just a sleepy little

town. People loved to, well, to do this,
to sit down across from each other and

break bread.

But since the flood of folks from the
city...

Now we're the murder capital of New
England.

Sure sells a lot of books, doesn't it?

Allison, I'm kidding.

You know how much I love a good St.
Cloud mystery, right?

You might even call me a cloudy. Oh, you
cloudy?

Yeah. Well, enjoy your breakfast,
Allison.

Thank you, Mark.

I almost didn't recognize you.

You look terrible, Allison.

How you holding up?

I'm not doing the best I can.

If I were you, I would head up to
Sparkling Hills.

The retreat in Vermont?

It's the perfect place to hide out until
this whole murder thing blows over.

I heard Martin was there last month.

Poor guy.

He needs a little getaway after the bank
turned him down for the loan.

But he came back looking ten years
younger.

We should try it.

I don't need to hide out, Will.

Those bags under your eyes aren't going
to go away on their own.

Ask for Elle. She works miracles.

See ya.

Thanks for the ride.

And, uh, if Miss Chatterton needs a
bodyguard... I'm happy to volunteer.

Yeah. I, uh, I think things are going to
calm down now that the cops are

watching the cat lady 24 -7.

If the killer can't kill the cat lady,
then what happens?

I don't know. I guess the killer moves
on to the next book.

Maybe.

But, oh, my God!

Do you not remember the last chapter,
Whiskers in the Dark? Roman, I've read

many books. They're just blending
together at this point. There's a second

attempt on Selena's life.

Someone tried to kill her with a car
bomb!

Oh, my God.

Allie's on her way to the shop to get
her car right now!

Oh!

Oh! This can't be happening.

This is a nightmare.

Hi, this is Sally Chandler. This woman
never answers her phone. What's the

of having it?

What are you doing? My queen needs me.

I'm coming with you.

Here you go, Miss Chandler. Sorry

for the wait. It's been crazy around
here.

Why were you so sorry to hear about
Bert?

Yeah, poor guy's been under a lot of
stress.

All the drilling that's been going on,
customers didn't want to come in.

Mr. McCarran even wrote a letter to the
town council.

Thank you. Bye.

Ms.

Chandler, stop!

Okay, try not to panic.

But we think there's a bomb in your car.
The ending of Whiskers in the Dark.

Someone tries to kill Selena Zane Clown
with a car bomb.

You think that the copycat killer is
trying to kill me? Yes.

Andy, I'm exhausted.

I want to go home. If the good Lord
wants to take me, he can take me in a

bubble bath, not from a ridiculous car
bomb.

Thank you. Don't talk to me.

So, again, you did not see anyone
suspicious.

I wasn't looking.

I'll be back as soon as I can.

Glad you're okay.

You know, if you hadn't warned me... No,
no, no, no.

Please, no public displays of gratitude.
Norman was the one who remembered the

car bomb.

So, you owe him your favorite pair of
underwear or toenail clippings, I can't

remember which.

Probably both.

Probably both.

Hey, did they bug you that the two
people who were killed worked basically

across the street from each other?

I hadn't thought of it. Maybe because
they were both at home and not at work

when they died.

Burt McCarron and Melody Chopra both
complained about the cable construction

downtown. Everybody was upset about the
noise, not just them. Yeah, okay, but...

Maybe it's about more than that.

The dealership is here, right?

Melody's bakery is there.

And what's right down the street from
both of them?

The bank.

What if all of this cable construction
is just a distraction?

Martin said that the bank is moving
locations next month. That building is

old. A new location would probably have
better security.

Hey, good theory.

Tell me.

Okay. All of those drills and
jackhammers that the installers are

seems like total overkill for a simple
cable upgrade.

Bert had a short fuse, right? He's had
enough. So he complains to the crew.

placate him for a while, but he notices
the big tools.

He starts asking too many questions.
Maybe he threatens to go to the police

have them investigate.

Melody.

Melody works early mornings at the
bakery.

So maybe she saw something she shouldn't
have.

She gets suspicious. She threatens to
report them. And if either one of them

contacted the town council or the police
to complain, they would need to be

silent. But to divert suspicion, the
killer copies the murders from your

And the tunnels under the street would
go directly under the bank.

So they drool through the floor, they
snatch the cats from the vault without

ever triggering an alarm, and all of
that noise is chalked up to a town -wide

fiber optic upgrade.

And they're not working right now, so
where are they? Well, we need to tell

Jack.

I think he might already know.

We're on a bolo on a white Whitley cable
van heading out of Founders Cove. Block

all exits. Block all highways.

Do it now. Noah, start a canvas.
Somebody must have seen something. Got

Start at the end of the street. Work
your way back.

You're with me. They hit the vault.

Cleaned it out.

And they're gone. How long ago?

Rebar's still warm, so it just happened.
Hopefully we get something on the radio

soon. Okay, but there's still the
copycat angle. I mean, whoever is behind

has to know my work down to the last
little pretty detail. Which brings us

back to...

Craze fan or your ex, could there be
anyone else?

Wait a second.

Who was the one who pushed for the
internet upgrade?

Uh, Martin Adams.

I mean, he pressured all of us to vote
for it.

The service tech at McCarran Motors said
that Bert had filed a complaint with

the town council, but I was still on
town council when that complaint would

come in, and I didn't hear one word
about it. He must have made the

Martin. And Martin didn't want anyone to
know about it.

I mean, everyone knows that Founders
Cove Chowder was in trouble, and Connie

said that he had just been turned down
for a loan by the bank.

So he decided to rob the bank instead,
and now he's skipping town.

APB on Martin Adams. APB on Martin.

Burt McCarron and Melody Chopra were
murdered because they suspected that the

cable crew was doing more than just
installing cable. What about the

to your books?

That's just a distraction, but whoever
planned this forgot to take one thing

into account.

What's that?

Selina St. Cloud is always one step
ahead.

Thanks, JJ. Thanks, guys.

Oh, that's right. Falling all over the
high and mighty Allison Chandler. You

know, this used to be a nice town before
people like her showed up.

Settle down, tough guy.

Police got the cable crew going south.

Turns out Whitley Cable was a complete
front. Those guys were all convicted

felons. How did Martin get tangled up
with them? So that guy that was

to be the foreman, Carl, told Carl it
was a regular at Martin's restaurant.

Carl and Martin get to talking. Martin
needs money. Carl has a plan. Oh, and

Martin had already booked a flight to
South America. And if it weren't for

he would have been long gone.

Well done.

I guess it's too soon to have heard back
about Andy's mom.

No, actually, I did hear.

My friend ran that name through every
database they had, state, federal, and

nothing.

I don't mean just nothing since the
disappearance. I mean nothing since

That doesn't make sense.

I know.

It's like... It's like Renee Walker
never existed.

I feel like they're always like that.

Noah, let's go.

I gotta go.

This is some kind of joke.

This is the last money you will ever get
from me.

But there are strings attached.

You need to leave town.

You think this is enough to pay me off?

You owe me a whole lot more than this.

I don't owe you a damn thing.

I spent years blaming myself for leaving
you.

Because believe it or not, there was a
time when I thought you were the most

charming, brilliant man that ever walked
the planet.

But looking back...

You are a god -awful husband.

You convinced me that I was the reason
you couldn't pursue your career in New

York. Because it was true.

We've been divorced for years.

And yet, you're still here.

And all those ideas that you gave me
from my books, stagey cliches, and I

put them in there to make you feel
better about yourself.

I guess I wasn't the one standing in
your way.

You were.

Go be miserable somewhere else.

You're not my problem anymore.

Ronald,

this is a surprise.

Call a manager, call his favorite client
just to say hello.

Didn't I tell you not to call me while
you're eating?

They loved the outline.

Okay. Fantastic.

But here's the thing. There's a shit ton
of hype about this copycat killer in

Founders Cove. So they have an idea.

Oh, no.

They never have good ideas.

I mean, the St. Cloud sales are smashing
records.

So they want to shelve the Nash Gilbert
true crime story.

And instead, you come up with a new St.

Cloud novel.

Okay. Please tell me you did not agree
to this. This is a good thing, Ellie.

It's a great thing. But they need a new
outline by next week. They're shooting

for a December release just before
Christmas.

A new outline in a week?

Yeah, for the bright side.

No one ever craves you about working
with Andy, whatever her name is. So now

don't have to. We'll shoot her a few
bucks and ba -boom.

That's that.

So they're not asking for her, too?

No. Ali, they want you.

You.

Call me if you need anything.

You're trending.

That means it basically... I know what
trending is. Oh. I just got off the

with Ronald.

The outline?

Change of plans.

They have decided to put the Nash book
on hold and they want a new...

Selena St. Cloud novel instead.

Oh.

I mean, you can understand why.

All the press, you know, and sales are
off the charts.

No.

No, yeah.

I get it.

I get it.

Because you don't need me anymore then.

They are adding a sidekick character to
be Selina's assistant.

And they're making me keep you on.

Selina's world is already established.

That's what I told them. But they
wouldn't listen.

But hey, listen, if you are not up for
the challenge.